Lady Wilson had always held a deep-seated disdain for Charlie and his family.


    Despite her desperate pleas for them to return to the family fold, they steadfastly refused her at every turn. With a significant investment now secured from the Webb family, she felt no obligation to regard them seriously anymore.


    In her eyes, Charlie and his rtives were merely putting on a brave front, masking their true weakness.


    Although they resided in the opulent Thompson First vi, Lady Wilson believed that was their sole asset.


    Charlie and Jacob were unemployed, spending their days idly at home.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    ire managed a small office, yet her business was modest, and the ie it generated seemed quite insufficient at the moment.


    Consequently, Lady Wilson was convinced that their stay in the Thompson First vi was a fa?ade; they were scraping by while she enjoyed a far more prosperous life.


    In the past, when she had sought their support and pleaded for their return, she had faced humiliation and scorn, only to be met with their disdain. Now that the Wilson family had weathered their difficult period, she was determined to reim her dignity and settle the score for all the wrongs she had endured.


    As the Bentley Continental came to a halt outside Charlie’s vi, Harold turned to Lady Wilson and inquired, “Grandma, should I go knock on the door?”


    “No need.” Lady Wilson scoffed. “Just honk the horn and have inee out.”


    Christopher nced up, noticing the twenty-something green hats still adorning ine’s balcony. He let out an exasperated huff, “Damn it, ine! That B*tch has been hanging those green hats for days and hasn’t taken them down!”<fn08c8> Fresh chapters posted on FindN0vel</fn08c8>


    With an indifferent tone, Lady Wilson replied, “Don’t let it bother you; it’s just a few hats. And let me tell you, now that Hannah has terminated her pregnancy, it would be wise for you to drop your case as well.”


    “That’s easy for you to say, Mom!” Christopher retorted, his anger bubbling. “Not only was the B*tch carrying a child that wasn’t mine, but she also gave me STDs! I’m stuck going to the hospital every day for treatment, and the doctor says I’ll need to keep it up for at least a month! This is all her doing!”


    Lady Wilson responded with scorn, “Your attitude is what allows others to use your situation against you. Take those green hats, for instance. If Hannah doesn’t bother you, ine can hang two hundred of them without affecting you. Ultimately, you give them the power to tease you, so stop whining about it.”


    With a sigh of frustration, Christopher contemted her words.


    Though he had broken up with Hannah, he couldn’t finalize the divorce due to Donald Webb’s interference. Yet, his mother had a point—if he continued to perceive this as a major embarrassment, it would indeed empower his adversaries.


    Resolving to take her advice, he grit his teeth and said, “Alright, Mom, I see what you mean. ine can do whatever she pleases; I’ll just ignore her.”


    Lady Wilson nodded with satisfaction and turned to Harold, instructing, “Harold, honk the horn and summon ine!”


    “Got it, Grandma!”


    With a triumphant grin, Harold pressed the car horn forcefully.


    A loud honk resonated outside Charlie’s vi.


    Inside the sound-insted sports car, ire and Charlie barely registered the honk.


    Meanwhile, ine, who was upstairs in her bedroom, became increasingly annoyed by the incessant honking.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong>